Showing posts with label #cybernetic_poetry. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 09, 2025

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R&B robot artist Xania Monet.

"A spine seems like wishful thinking, but i would settle for Democratic leadership with at least a chitinous integument." —@brynstar7.xyz

X1.8-class solar flare.

Making mysteries through tenderness

They do not
   feel your tenderness, your fear,
      your reverence
They do not ask
   you. They do
      not ask you at
   all.
A mystery is
   great
This eloquence bears no relation to mystery,
   faith, hyena, privation
They are possible
These move
They are
They have no remorse
Like an amazing tree
That need is yours
They are
Find a wind
Those are pressing
These are inconceivable
Should they be an
   antiquity?
They conceive the vein, potential as men
Conceivable, great, large
   as these antiquities
Their existence is their existence, and understanding
   that, they are not possible”

—Robot X, 719

A high school music mixer put together a 4 Non Blondes/Nicky Minaj mix that went so incredibly viral that it brought 4 Non Blondes out of retirement.

Thursday, July 18, 2024

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A report on the lost 88 days.

"MATHEMATICS OF A FROZEN LAKE
(Aelindrome in ln2)
6931471805599453

Rested ice
pools cold flakes
now
on a winter’s lake.

I cement a thematic oasis;
see main abaci,
all glacial, in a basis —
see mathematic omen take.

Ice inters law.

Snow on a lake!
Fold ice,
pools crested…."

--@Anthony_Etherin

"The Cybertruck is a troll threat from Twitter edging up on your bumper."

"Concentrated

Heavy as shape, light as memory
Steady as sunlight, unsteady as colour
Tall as burst, short as frenzy
Abrupt as wonder, steady as veil

Intensity is so other
   it will read
      you
Will concentrate and will decentralize, there will
   be no secrecy
      in this band"

--Robot X, 3530

"The attraction elbows our pausing-at-a-car-crash revulsion at humanity’s demise."

Monday, May 27, 2024

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Today is the feast day of St Melangell.

"Of unconcern

Little as a spirit
Of heaven
Like a bee
Fumbling

Little as a frame
Mortal as a key
Naked as air
Precious as an overcoat
Wise as a degree

Single bells and other
   spirits
Disdaining unconcern
Seeing majesty
Envying flesh
Subterfuge"

--Robot X, 828.

Clara Peeters making sure she appears as reflections in one of her fabulous still lifes.

I used to buy sound effects records, at first because i would use them on video art soundtracks, later because i came to realize they were perfect in themselves.

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